After a long while.
This stretch of the Soul Hunting Forest returned to peace.
After tying up the loose ends and clearing the traces of Soul Power in the surroundings, Bibi Dong finally looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo and asked,
"Chrysanthemum Douluo, what's going on with Ghost Douluo?"
At this moment, Ghost Douluo had already fallen unconscious. Even his Martial Soul state was exceptionally unstable, flickering in and out of sight.
Even Bibi Dong had never heard of such a situation before.
Not even since accepting the Divine Inheritance had she encountered anything like this.
Chrysanthemum Douluo, however, looked as though nothing had happened. He merely waved his hand helplessly.
"Maybe that dead ghost is comprehending something."
"To cross the threshold of level 95, Soul Power accumulation alone is no longer enough."
"He must comprehend the essence of his own Martial Soul. That dead ghost's Martial Soul is inherently different from ordinary people's, and so are his experiences."
Hearing this, the two little ones, Lin Ning and Lin An, tensed up and hurriedly asked,
"Ah? Ghost Grandpa won't be in trouble, will he?"
"Chrysanthemum Grandpa, how about we don't comprehend anything?"
Lin Ning and Lin An had never expected a fight to cause such a serious problem.
Especially since the two of them could see the changes in a person's Martial Soul.
They could clearly sense that Ghost Douluo's Martial Soul was truly flickering in and out of existence, as if it were about to disperse.
At once, how could the two little ones not realize how grave the situation was?
What a joke!
Ghost Douluo's Martial Soul was his own soul!
If one's soul flickered in and out of existence, then once it disappeared completely, that person would be gone for good.
No matter how little the two children understood,